Chapter 102. Wei Immortal Clan (Organization)

In the blink of an eye, another half a month had passed.

On this day, 3 1000 li west of the Bianyang Mountain Range, a majestic spiritual peak soared 10 1000 feet into the skies.

This mountain was named Tian'e Peak, with a spiritual vein grade reaching the high second tier, serving as the mountain gate of the Wei Immortal Clan (Organization).

As the foremost of the 5 Foundation Establishment Immortal Families of Boyang County, the Wei Clan possessed remarkable strength. Within their lineage stood not merely 11 Foundation Establishment cultivators, but even 2 masters at the Foundation Establishment, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm).

With this level of power alone, the Wei Immortal Clan (Organization) could rival half of Yu Prefecture.

Compared to Yu County, which bordered the vast 100,000-li wilderness, the cultivation world of Boyang County was considerably more prosperous, somewhat similar to Feng County. However, it only had 5 major immortal clans with Foundation Establishment cultivators. The primary reason was that the Wei Clan exclusively occupied 6 second-order spirit veins.

This was only because Boyang County had a Purple Mansion immortal clan keeping them in check; otherwise, the Wei Immortal Clan (Organization) would likely have already taken over half of Boyang County by now.

At this moment, several figures stood within the main hall of the Wei Immortal Clan (Organization).

Each of these individuals possessed cultivation at least at the Foundation Establishment, Mid Stage, their auras profound and robust. Every 1 of them was a renowned figure of great repute in Boyang County.

Just then, a man in Taoist robes turned to the man beside him and asked, "What is the purpose of summoning all of us this time?"

"This is no small matter." The man, whose cultivation was at Foundation Establishment, Mid Stage (Cultivation Realm), spoke with a faint smile. "Not long ago, I received intelligence that a micro-sized Mysterious Iron Vein (Mineral Deposit) has been discovered in Yu County." "A Mysterious Iron Vein in Yu County?" Someone frowned and couldn't help but interject, "But that's the concern of the major immortal clans in Yu County. What does it have to do with us?"

The man gave a faint smile and said, "What if I told you that Eldrin Iron Vein is actually less than 7,000 li away from us?"

Within 7 1000 li!

Hearing this, everyone’s faces lit up with a trace of delight.

A beautiful woman nearby also nodded and said, "If it's within 7,000 li, then we certainly have a chance to compete."

This beautiful woman was 1 of the 2 Foundation Establishment, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) cultivators of the Wei Clan, and her words carried nearly decisive authority.

At that very moment, the Wei Clan Leader quietly opened his eyes and finally spoke.

"Who currently holds the Eldrin Iron Vein?"

The man replied, "It's said to be the Chen family from Verdant Chariot Mountain (Location)."

"The Chen Clan?" Clan Leader Wei shook his head. "Let's not discuss this matter further. We might as well abandon this spirit vein."

Why?

"That is a Black Iron Vein."

The group felt somewhat unwilling to give up, and the man couldn't resist asking.

The crowd was perplexed, and the beautiful woman added, "With our strength, how could we possibly fail to subdue a mere Chen Family?"

"If any other clan in Yu County, even the Lin Family, had seized the spirit vein, we could have simply taken it by force. But the Chen Family is different."

The Wei Clan Patriarch shook his head and continued, "There has been little interaction between Bianzhou and our Yangzhou. I'm afraid you are not yet familiar with this Chen Immortal Clan (Organization)."

That Chen Changxuan was a second-tier, high-grade formation master, and in his possession was a set of Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss. It was said that not even 3 Foundation Establishment, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) experts joining forces could rival him.

"And that Eldrin, who built his foundation before he was even 20-some years old, has slain over a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators from both human and demon races in just a dozen or so years. His thunderous methods might even surpass those of Chen Changxuan."

"With such a ruthless killing star, as long as he doesn't meet an untimely demise, there's probably a 50 to 60 percent chance he'll break through to the Violet Mansion."

"We have no confidence in slaying it. Provoking such a foe over an Eldrin Iron Vein would likely invite calamity."

Upon hearing his words, the crowd suddenly felt cold sweat trickling down their spines. Most Foundation Establishment cultivators could hardly slay a single peer of equal rank in their entire lifetime. Someone as ruthlessly efficient as Eldrin was truly a rare sight.

Foundation Establishment cultivators all possess remarkable escape capabilities. Even when surrounded by 2 or 3 opponents of the same realm, they stand a high chance of fleeing successfully. Yet not everyone could seize fleeting opportunities like Eldrin (Person Name), who consistently managed to strike down his enemies during those ephemeral openings.

The beautiful matron was also left speechless, a lingering fear in her tone as she said, "That Eldrin, daring to attempt Foundation Establishment on his own at merely 20 years of age, must possess a ruthless character. It would indeed be unwise to provoke him recklessly."

Seeing that he had dispelled everyone's ideas, the head of the Feng Clan nodded, then turned to look at the man who had delivered the report.

"Is the messenger still here?"

The man wiped his sweat and hurriedly replied, "That person is still waiting in the mountain's reception hall, expecting the reward."

"Excellent." The Feng Clan Leader turned to the assembly with a faint smile. "We shall capture that individual. I shall personally deliver them to the Chen Family—it shall serve as an appropriate greeting gift."

"We share the same immortal lineage as the Chen family in the Chu Kingdom. Should we establish friendly ties, we might support each other in times to come."

Chapter 1 1 day at Dark Iron Mountain (Location), a streak of sword light tore through the sky, cleaving the dense sea of clouds in 2. A young man in blue robes stood atop a 3-inch-long flying sword, his expression calm as he surveyed the mountain range below. "After 10 years of bitter cultivation, I've finally reached the Foundation Establishment stage," he murmured softly. "But this is only the beginning." Suddenly, his gaze sharpened. A crimson glow erupted from the distant mountain peaks, followed by an earth-shattering roar. The very air trembled as spiritual energy surged violently. "Someone's attempting a breakthrough!" His figure flickered, instantly appearing a 1000 feet away. Through the dispersing mist, he saw an elderly cultivator enveloped in crimson light, his face contorted in agony. "Fellow Daoist, your spiritual energy is in chaos. You're on the verge of qi deviation!" the blue-robed youth called out. The elder glared at him with bloodshot eyes. "Stay out of this, junior! I, Crimson Flame (Person Name), have cultivated for 3 100 years. Do you think I need advice from a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator?" The youth shook his head slightly. Without another word, he formed a hand seal. A gentle blue light emanated from his palm, coalescing into the Clear Heart Mantra (Cultivation Method). The blue light enveloped the elder like morning dew, gradually calming the turbulent spiritual energy around him. Crimson Flame's expression shifted from fury to shock, then to gratitude. "This... this is the legendary Great Perfection stage of the Clear Heart Mantra? Who exactly are you, fellow Daoist?" The blue-robed youth smiled faintly. "Just a wandering cultivator. Fellow Daoist, though you've reached the late Golden Core stage, the flaws in your cultivation method have accumulated over time. If you don't remedy them, I'm afraid your next heavenly tribulation will be difficult to survive." As he spoke, he produced a jade slip from his sleeve. "This records some of my insights. Consider it a token of our fateful meeting." Crimson Flame accepted the jade slip with both hands, his voice trembling slightly. "Many thanks for your guidance, fellow Daoist. May I know your esteemed name?" The young man had already turned away, his figure fading into the clouds, only his voice lingering in the wind: "When we meet again, you'll know." In the blink of an eye, the blue-robed youth had traveled 3 1000 miles. Below him lay a bustling cultivation city, its streets filled with cultivators of varying levels. Just as he was about to descend, a cold snort echoed from behind. "Thinking of leaving so easily after humiliating my Profound Sword Sect (Sect Name)?" 7 figures in white robes materialized in the air, their sword energies interlocking to form the 7 Extremes Sword Formation (Formation Name). The leader, a middle-aged man with a sinister expression, pointed his longsword at the blue-robed youth. "Hand over the Heavenly Mystery Jade Pendant (Magic Treasure) you stole from our sect, and I might spare your life!" The blue-robed youth sighed. "I acquired this treasure through proper means. Since you insist on misunderstanding..." He raised his right hand, spiritual energy gathering at his fingertips. "Then I'll have to teach you what true sword cultivation means." A blinding golden light erupted, and 9 sword shadows materialized behind him. Each sword hummed with a different elemental energy—metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light, and darkness—weaving together to form the legendary 9 Revolutions Sword Domain (Domain Name). The 7 white-robed cultivators' expressions changed dramatically. "Impossible! This is the lost ultimate technique of the Ancient Sword Sect (Sect Name)! Just who are you?" Before they could finish, the 9 swords shot forth like divine punishment, tearing through their formation as if it were paper. The white-robed cultivators were sent flying, their swords shattered to dust. The blue-robed youth stood calmly in the air, the 9 sword shadows slowly rotating around him. "Go back and tell your sect leader: if the Profound Sword Sect continues down this path, don't blame me for being ruthless." After speaking, he turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the horizon.

With a sharp ring of steel, Eldrin summoned the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss, carving a 3-1000-foot sword scar into the mountainside.

He was reshaping the terrain, carving mountain paths with immortal swords to forge a suitable living environment for future mortals.

Not only him, but in order to transform the environment of Dark Iron Mountain (Location) and eradicate the poisonous insects and ferocious beasts within the mountains, nearly half of the Chen family's Qi Refinement, Late Stage (Cultivation Realm) cultivators had been mobilized. Even Lior (Person Name) had come to assist in the efforts.

This was an unavoidable reality. The Eastern Wastelands were a harsh environment, especially in these remote second-order spirit veins infested with demonic beasts. Nourished by the spiritual energy, countless venomous insects and fierce creatures had developed exceptionally savage temperaments.

If we don't thoroughly cleanse this place, even if we relocate 10,000 people here, I'm afraid none would survive beyond a few months.

Once the venomous insects were cleared, setting up insect-repelling arrays across Dark Iron Mountain (Location) and regularly scattering pest-repellent powder would render it nearly habitable for mortals.

In truth, the journey itself would be far from easy. Even with the family arranging for numerous cultivators to provide meticulous care along the way, and despite being coated from head to toe in insect-repelling powder, likely only 70 to 80 percent would ultimately arrive here alive.

This was cruel, yet starkly realistic. The clan provided shelter for its members, and these descendants of the Chen Immortal Clan (Organization) must, in turn, dedicate themselves to the family.

"Alas, let us relocate only a modest number—3 1000 souls—and allow them to flourish in this land."

With such thoughts in mind, Eldrin reflected.

At that very moment, his eyes narrowed slightly as he lifted his gaze toward the distant sky.

A streak of light tore through the void, cleaving the sky as it shot straight toward Dark Iron Mountain (Location).

"Hmph—"

In an instant, a massive cauldron soared out from Dark Iron Mountain (Location)—it was none other than the array artifact, Ji Earth Abyssal Sinking Cauldron (Magic Treasure). The cauldron unfurled an earthen-yellow luminous barrier, steadfastly guarding the spirit mountain.

At the same time, the Azurewood Divine Thunder Banner soared forth once more, with the faint, gathering power of Yimu Divine Thunder shimmering around it.

Just as the Eldritch Wood Divine Thunder was about to strike, the streak of light abruptly halted mid-air, and the Patriarch of the Feng Clan proclaimed in a resonant voice.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, cease your actions at once! This old man bears no ill will."

"Oh."

"Who might you be, and what brings you here?"

Eldrin (Person Name) furrowed his brow slightly and halted the Verdant Wooden Earth Formation.

Seeing him cease his attack, the Wei Immortal Clan breathed a sigh of relief. Their sword radiance descended before Dark Iron Mountain as an elder smiled benevolently and said,

"My name is Varen (Person Name), the clan leader of the Wei Immortal Clan (Organization) from Mount Tian'e in Boyang County. You need not worry, for I have come with goodwill."

"See for yourself who this is."

Eldrin focused his gaze and was startled to see the thrown figure was actually Chen Nianxu. The clansman now lay sprawled on the ground in utter disarray, his evasive eyes refusing to meet Eldrin's.